Really? in The Monster

Ugh, so my dad just yelled at me, for 'messing' up the bed, but it was already messy. So I have no idea why he fucking flipped out. He always flips out, when something like that happens. I can understand if it was already made, but it wasn't. I have a feeling my dad has an obsession with things like that. He sometimes says that he, "can't understand how I can stand living in this filth," when in reality it isn't that bad. Both me and my dad have a different meaning of filth/messy. I guess we just aren't on the same level when it comes to this kinda stuff.